Cashmere - WDL, Roads, Moods

Bloody hands on the wheel I drive

Headfirst into the night

Calm and steady like a surgeons knife

Steel toed bottoming out

No telling what the years will bring

I like that

Cause I’ll still be alike

Lucky through the better and the bad times

But now my luck has run out

Thickening my bones

Never right I’m not even close

Thickening my bones

Never right but I need it though

I leave nothing to warn her

Ripples in the water

Turning into storms how I wish you knew

That you’ll never get close

My heart is a ghost to you

Riding round how my broke heart roams

Headless into the night

Throwing stones into perfect glass homes

This road never runs out

On nobody’s side just asking me why

Cause I can’t get enough

So alone I drive with no ending in sight

Cause I can’t get enough

Thickening my bones

Never right I’m not even close

Thickening my bones

Never right but I need it though

I leave nothing to warn her

Ripples in the water

Turning into storms how I wish you knew

That you’ll never get close

My heart is a ghost to you

I’ll still be alike